Butterfly Circus Tea

Butterfly Circus Tea

“It was an incredible sight… I remember it well to this day: That young woman in her patchwork dress who walked towards us pulling a trunk along behind her. She stopped and opened it and withdrew the most unique miniature circus tent. She set the tent on the ground and opened it so we could see inside. From within her trunk she took out elegant little hoops and tiny trapeze. Very carefully she set these things within the open circus tent. Then she put a small whistle to her lips and the most magical thing happened: All manner of butterflies and moths poured fourth from her trunk and moved into the little circus tent. On that day this Mirabai Jasper introduced me to her butterfly circus…” – Snapdragon Tea, Cirque A Circa Stories. Try this tea here!

Updates and Upgrades

Updates and Upgrades

Hello and good evening to you! Tonight we are giving our Orange Moon pages a good old fashioned clean-up. You might find things wonky (I love that word) for the following weekend. However, on the other end of our dusting and moving of aetherweb furniture we will have an even better site for you to explore! So please pardon our clean-up dust for the next few days. The sneezes signal better things to come! Unless you’re sneezing because you have inhaled a quantum quirk. If that has happened please seek out your closest quantum physicist and hopefully we haven’t accidentally exposed you to a tiny beast that can cause gray holes in the sinus cavity! 🙂

Have Tea Cup Will Travel

Have Tea Cup Will Travel

Have Tea Cup Will Travel

I just happened to spy this at the Steampunk Symposium as a little red riding hood was walking by our table. Isn’t it great?! It’s a leather holder for your tea cup so that it can be on your utility belt – and I sooo support a tea utility belt! I didn’t happen to get a chance to visit the vendor who was selling these. I’m going to look around online and see if I can find them and of course share that link!

This Day in Tea

This Day in Tea

This Day in Tea - The Orange Moon Tea SocietyOn this day in 28 BC one of the earliest observations of a sunspot was seen by the Han dynasty astronomers in China. In 1869 the first Transcontinental Railroad is completed linking the east to the west in the United States. And in 1908 the very first Mother’s Day is observed in the US in Grafton, West Virginia. Sidney Blower knows very little about these dates and their recorded events, but she does know a thing or two about the sun. You see, on May 10th in 1913 Ms Blower catches the sun and successfully brews it into her new tea.

The idea came to Sidney one night as she sat with her mother and father on the porch of their country home. The sun was starting to set in the distance and it took with it the last of the light her aging parents could see by. No matter how many candles she lit or how she tried to lighten up their home for those dark hours, her parents would see nothing but shadows and this distressed her so. As she watched that sun she wondered to herself if she could capture just a little of it and gift it to her parents so they had a small light in that darkness.

Sidney’s first few attempts were haphazard events that she didn’t like to think about. A sunburn came from one and a sun itch (something she would tell people you had to experience because no words could properly describe the sensation) came from the other. She knew she was onto something though. She just needed to find the right medium to work with.

There came a moment, as Sidney gently led her parents to the dinner table, where her mother reminded her to bring in their sun-tea. The young woman walked back to the porch and picked up the large jar of amber colored water that had been left with a light weave of material filled with loose tea leafs to cure in the sun. Sidney looked at that beautiful thing of tea and knew she could somehow get the sun into that jar better than just using its warmth to brew her tea.

After many failed experiments poor Sidney was starting to feel her ideas were something she couldn’t obtain. She woke to a bright and beautiful May day wondering if she wasn’t a crazy fool to think what she hoped to achieve was possible. Then something happened. Perhaps it was something she’d never be able to take note of, or maybe it was simply the joyish look on her mother’s face as a particularly bright stream of sunlight found her mother’s face… Sidney Bower knew on that day she would succeed.

With a determined step Sidney marched into the field of sunflowers across from her parents’ home. She moved through the slowly growing crop until she found the center of it. Once there she held up a hand to shield her eyes a little. She looked from east to west until she found a slight pulsating motion from the giant orb in the sky. She counted this throbbing and used the young sunflowers to gauge the waves that were coming in. She calculated and calculated and at the last moment decided to let her instincts take over. The young woman’s eyes closed and she held her breath. When the moment felt right she lifted her glass jar of tea to the sky and pulled back the cover.

It’s hard to describe what came next. There was only one person there to witness this event and that witness in question had her eyes closed as she reached for an approaching sun beam and caught it in her tea. All a young Sidney Blower would know was she felt an intense moment of heat and beauty and when she opened her eyes the tea jar in hand was glowing brightly.

There are so many stories that were to come after that strange moment in time. The woman at the heart of it would never add to any of them. All she’d wanted to do was bring the daylight into the night time for her parents and their ailing sight. She had been successful in that when she created her warm glowing tea that thrived from the sun. Every night from that point on her parents would not have to fear the shadows. Sidney would set them a cup of sunlight tea and their eyes would glow throughout the night with the power and warmth of that strange brew.

On this day in tea, May 10th, Sidney Blower captured the sun and brewed it in her tea so that her beloved parents would never be in the dark again.


Pagona Talbot is the daughter of famed alchemist (and a favorite of the ladies) Gray Talbot and a self proclaimed little witch. She’s famous for many of her strange edible potions but her most notorious one is her Punchnersissky Punch, which makes the stomach glow after one drinks it. Pagona has been heard to say this comes from milking fireflies for the punch recipe. In Orange Moon Downs she is the celebrated author of The Book of Tea, which includes tea facts, tea stories and this day in tea.


This Day in Tea: May 10th, 1913
is copyright 2017 Bethalynne Bajema. All Rights Reserved.

Spring Is coming, we PROMISE! In the meantime, there is a remedy for the impatience that can seep into our souls during this time of year…it’s TEA of course! But this time, we don’t want you to drink it, we want you to bathe in it.

Add some magic to your bathwater. Create a sachet of chamomile and some epsom salts. Make a nice big one and tie it over the faucet so as to let the hot bathwater pour through as you fill up your tub. Both ingredients are soothing, great for your skin and a fantastic de-stressor. Magically speaking, chamomile can be used to represent the sun, success, grounding and love.

Soak in this mixture as you let your negative thoughts go. Picture the stress, negativity, and any blockages leaving your body and go into the water. Then stay in the tub as it drains. Let everything drain out before you exit the tub. Then go brew yourself a nice cup of your favorite blend, wrap up in something soft and refill with goodness! You’ll be refreshed and ready for spring.

Happy New Year & Some Tea Notes

Happy New Year & Some Tea Notes

Happy New Year to you all! It’s been a little while since we’ve had a proper post from us society gals, so here we go! The winter season has seen our little society a bit on the extra busy side with all those domestic necessities. As a result we’re a little light on dedicated posts for our tea and tales. We’d love to say this is all about to change, but truth is you will probably see more from us when the world starts to thaw a little. Till then remember you can always come chat with us facebook. 🙂

Russian Samovars and Russian Tea Glasses

Russian Samovars and Russian Tea Glasses


There is nothing so beautiful as the Russian Samovars and Russian tea glasses. Something fun to try for your holiday party or to package up as gifts is a Russian Tea! Try this recipe on it’s own or perhaps doctored with a bit o rum.

1 C instant iced tea powder
2 C instant orange drink mix (Tang)
1 3oz pkg powdered lemonade mix
2 C white sugar
2 tsp ground cinnamon
1/2 tsp ground cloves
Mix thoroughly. To make, mix about 4 Tbsps to 1 C hot water.

An Autumn Moment

An Autumn Moment

Mucha in Autumn

“There is a harmony in autumn, and a luster in its sky, which through the summer is not heard or seen, as if it could not be, as if it had not been!” a quote by Percy Bysshe Shelley. Though a slight deviation from our normal tea programming, an autumn quote worth noting. 😉

The Frightener’s Society Continued

The Frightener’s Society Continued

PREVIOUS ENTRY HERE — “You’d better be careful with that book my dear. There’s quite a bit of history within those pages and it’s a history you cannot un-know once you know it. And when you know it…”

At the sound of the shop-keep’s breathy voice Emily jumped, startled, and immediately closed the book’s cover. She stood there stupidly staring from the ornate book to the even more ornate gray haired woman standing before her. She waited for her to finish her last sentence but Etta Diem, ever one to keep a person in suspense, left it there as she gave the teenager a good looking over.

Finally Emily couldn’t help herself. “When you know it what?” she asked.

Etta smiled, or rather smirked. Her eyes were heavy lidded and it gave her a resting stern face. The smirk took away some of that sternness and in its place gave her a look of mischief. Given the nature of her shop and what little reputation Emily had gleamed from her aunt, she was positive if there was a character description for Etta it would be that of the chaotic neutral who enjoyed stirring the pot. Flossy had been quite accurate in her description of the woman: “Picture a long lost Addam’s family aunt who deals in strange objects and stranger things. That’s our Etta.”

Etta moved casually across the dark polished wood floor and ran her hand over the top of the ornate book. Her fingers were lined with silver rings that came to an end in very neatly shaped long oval nails. They were painted a soft gray color with black delicately lining the ends. She tapped these neatly painted nails in succession against the book. Finally she continued.

“When you know, they’ll know you know. Then you’ll start seeing things. Well…” here Etta offered a very bright and sincere smile. “You’ll start to see things even stranger than what you’ve probably already seen at Miss Emma’s boarding house. This is a book of dark nights and long shadows.” Read the rest of this entry